Outside, the concrete dwellings gave way
To lonely thatched huts in the green fields.
One-legged cranes snoozed on the fields,
The coconut trees swayed in the breeze.
A gust of wind brought in the stink of damp husks.
A lone boat drifted on the distant river.
Women took a dip in the pond
To ward off the summer heat.
Men sat on river banks patiently
Silent and erect; only their eyes darted
At the fish swimming below.
Urchins with their muddy faces and pearly teeth
Laughed and waved furiously at us.
I swiftly painted the images in my head
And carefully wrapped them among the other treasures.
I can see them even now
While lazing around in my apartment
Far away, from my homeland.
For: Sunday Scribblings- Distant
Carry on Tuesday - In my head I paint a picture